“Open this damn door!” Rod’s voice screeches from outside. “What the hell could you be trying to keep out?”
Bruce hobbles to the door and opens it. “Big flaming nuisances,” he grins at Rod.
“Oh you think you’re funny now. I…” Rod enters and stops, his eyes fixed on Moose. He stands frozen for a moment before walking over to the seated giant, picking up his sizable flaccid dick, and looking at it like a lost treasure.
“Can I help you?” Moose says nervously.
“Oh you could help me in so many ways, you beautiful giant bastard,” Rod responds, not taking his eyes off of the now hardening member. He starts to slowly stroke it.
“Rod?” Bruce says trying to get his attention but to no avail.
“ROD!” Bruce booms, breaking the trance.
“I… uh…” Rod stammers for a second then lets Moose go, his dick slapping against his thigh with a smack. “Cover that thing up or leave me alone with it! Either way Rod has work to do!”
He walks over to CC. “Is that one yours?” he says her.